Where Will the Plague Stop?

It's a wonderful place to be tonight. And I feel so blessed to be here with each of you at this beautiful campground, this spectacular gathering for family night, as we celebrate this foundational building block of our society and of the church: the family. And I thank God for the blessed privilege I have to be here tonight. So many distinguished guests are here, including members of our general board, and I give honor to them. Specifically, of course, I give honor to Brother Weber and his wife and this district leadership. You're a very blessed district. You've got quality men and ladies leading the United Pentecostal Church in this district, and I love them very much. I don't know if I feel good or I feel bad that I'm his resident authority on the manual. I don't know if that's good or not, but it is a joy for me to be here this evening with you. Thank you to this great music team.

And I have got more notes than I have time to preach tonight, and I do not want to be discourteous to you. So let me direct you to the word of the Lord tonight from Exodus chapter 8, and I will begin in verse number 22. I want to commend these young people that come up front here and worship around this altar. Thank God for them. Amen.

Exodus chapter 8. I will read beginning in verse 22 — just a couple of verses here in your hearing as we start tonight. The Lord says this: "And I will sever in that day the land of Goshen, in which my people dwell, that no swarms of flies shall be there; to the end thou mayest know that I am the LORD in the midst of the earth. And I will put a division between my people and thy people: tomorrow shall this sign be."

I'm going to preach tonight on this subject: Where will the plague stop? Where will the plague stop? And I trust the Lord is going to help us tonight, in the name of Jesus. You can be seated. The Lord bless you richly tonight. Amen.

It is one of the most compelling accounts in Scripture, also one of its most famous. It is so gripping that even Hollywood has capitalized on it many times, telling the story repeatedly, both in live action and in cartoon form. Iconic stars as notable as Charlton Heston and Burt Lancaster have played its principal character. We read about it in the latter chapters of Genesis and the book of Exodus.

The family of Jacob, of course, and all his loved ones had fled to Egypt during a time of famine. God had prepared and ordered the steps of Jacob's son Joseph to prepare the way before them. And Joseph now sits as the second in power in all the land of Egypt, the world's then superpower. As such, of course, he is able to care for his father and his brothers and their families, and even gives them a portion of land in which to settle. We read of it in Genesis 45:9: "Haste ye," he said, "and go up to my father, and say unto him, Thus saith thy son Joseph, God hath made me lord of all Egypt: come down unto me, tarry not: and thou shalt dwell in the land of Goshen, and thou shalt be near unto me, thou, and thy children, and thy children's children, and thy flocks, and thy herds, and all that thou hast."

And so God hollowed out of the land of Egypt this corner called Goshen, and there His people settled. They prospered. They advanced. But in time, as you are well aware, a new pharaoh rose to the throne, and he had no allegiance to Joseph, nor to his family. In fact, he grew to be fearful of this large group of foreigners living in his land. What, he said, would happen if they sided with our enemies? What would happen if they rose up and armed themselves one night and assaulted us? And so, while they still could, they placed them in slavery. And the Israelites languished in terrible conditions for 400 years, until Moses.

You undoubtedly — many of you, most of you here, the vast majority — would know the story. A young boy is under the sentence of death, as Pharaoh has ordered the midwives to kill any male children born to suppress Israel's population. Moses' family hides him for months, and then finally places him in a basket in the water and the reeds along the banks of the Nile River. And Pharaoh's own daughter finds him as she bathes. Her heart is torn within her as the child cries, and she adopts him as her own, raises him up in the palace. And over time Moses flees the regime, spends 40 years in the desert tending the flocks of his wife's family. And it is while he is there that he encounters that bush that burns, but really doesn't. And from that bush a voice spoke to him — Exodus 3:9: "Now therefore, behold, the cry of the children of Israel is come unto me: and I have also seen the oppression wherewith the Egyptians oppress them. Come now therefore, and I will send thee unto Pharaoh, that thou mayest bring forth my people the children of Israel out of Egypt."

And so it is, in that whirlwind synopsis, that Moses is commissioned by God to lead Israel out of this captivity and out of slavery. Now, I think it's kind of self-evident that Pharaoh is not going to just willingly submit to a desert-worn 80-year-old unemployed shepherd when he walks in and says, "Let your free labor force go." He's going to require, shall we say, a little convincing. God has His ways. And so He uses the plagues. When Pharaoh refuses to obey, Moses, at God's direction, unleashes the power of God's might. We know them as the ten plagues. In order, they are: water turned to blood, frogs, lice, flies, disease on the livestock, boils, hail storm, locusts, darkness, and death of the firstborn.

It is interesting to me, as we look at these — and I will mention this just briefly, I suppose — that each of these acts of the Lord God Jehovah was a direct refutation of the power of one of Israel's gods. They worshiped the Nile, so the Lord just turns it to blood. They worshiped frogs, and so God commanded them to go and He commanded them to come. They worshiped the bull, and so God struck them dead in the field. He demonstrated His power over these lifeless gods by His supernatural acts. He communicated clearly to the Egyptians: what you worship, worships me. What you bow to, bows to me. What you fear, fears me. What you obey, obeys me. Never let it be questioned. They sang about it tonight: our God has no rivals. I will say that in English: there's no challenge to His power. He's not worried about somebody kicking Him off His throne. He doesn't stay up at night fearful that someone's going to take His place. There is no rival to His power. He reigns in His own authority. He sits on His own throne. He carries the scepter of His righteousness, and He reigns by the word of His power.

Let me just pause for a moment and say this: our enemy doesn't have a chance. If you're sitting around worried about what's going to happen to the church, you got it all wrong, baby cakes. His church is going to be just fine, because Jesus is the head of the church. Hell has no hope of defeating the church. Hell has no hope of defeating you. Do you understand who's on our side? The Ancient of Days, the Creator of heaven and earth, the Alpha and the Omega, the Beginning and the Ending, the First and the Last, Jehovah Jireh, Jehovah Rapha, El Shaddai, the Mighty God, the Everlasting Father, the Prince of Peace, the King eternal, the King of kings, the Lord of lords, the One which is, and was, and is to come, the Almighty. He is Jesus Christ, and He's on our side.

He rolls His sleeves up and unleashes the plagues on Egypt, one by one. But what is interesting to me tonight is the boundaries of these plagues. It is quite apparent that the first three plagues have no boundaries. When God turned the water to blood, listen to what the Scriptures say about this process — Exodus 7:19: "And the LORD spake unto Moses, Say unto Aaron, Take thy rod, and stretch out thine hand upon the waters of Egypt, upon their streams, upon their rivers, and upon their ponds, and upon all their pools of water, that they may become blood; and that there may be blood throughout all the land of Egypt, both in vessels of wood, and in vessels of stone." No place was spared — not even Goshen. When the next plague came, God said to Pharaoh that He would smite, and I quote, "all thy borders with frogs." And then God turned the dust into lice — the Bible says, "throughout all the land of Egypt." The blood, the frogs, and the lice affected everyone in Egypt.

And that tells me a couple of things. You ready? Life happens. And if anybody told you that just because you got the Holy Ghost you were never going to deal with another frog — don't buy a used car from that man, because he'll lie to you about something else. I'm telling you, as long as we live here, I'm going to go through some stuff. I'm going to deal with situations. I'm going to deal with heartache. I'm going to deal with somebody hurting me. I'm going to deal with somebody lying about me. But you know what? I made up my mind: just because it happens, I ain't leaving the church. It's not going to shut down my praise. It's not going to affect my faithfulness. I'm not going to backslide over a bunch of stupid frogs. And I'm not coming to church on Sunday and sitting down during the worship service just because I got some lice I'm dealing with. God's been too good to me. It happens to everybody. But He's still God, and He's still good. So when I get up in the morning, I'm going to praise Him. And when I lay down at night, I'm going to praise Him. When I come in the house of worship, I'm going to praise Him. You hear me? When I'm having a good day, I'll praise Him. When I'm having a bad day, I'll praise Him. When I'm up, I'll praise Him. When I'm down, I'll praise Him. Because just because there's some blood in my well and some frogs in my kitchen and some lice in my clothes, I'm not going to be discouraged. I'm not going to be defeated, and I'm not going to be silent, because God is still in control.

I don't like it. I'll be glad when it's over, and I'm asking God to stop it. But it makes heaven look all the more enticing. And if God allowed the blood, I'm not going to spend my days complaining about it. And if God sent the frogs, I won't backslide. And if God commands the lice, then I know He can command them to leave. I'll keep trusting Him. I may not like the plagues, but here's the other thing I know: God's at work in ways I can't see. Those plagues were not designed to discourage Israel; they were designed to discourage Egypt. These were the first steps toward Canaan.

Oh, that's a little hard to see, isn't it? I mean, when you get up in the morning, get out of bed barefoot, and stick your foot into your Winnie the Pooh slippers and step on a frog, it's hard to go, "Woo! Glory!" — because that doesn't feel quite as spectacular as when the Red Sea rolls back. But it was just as much a part of getting them out of slavery as the Red Sea was. All I'm telling you is, God's working on our behalf. I'm one step closer to heaven with every frog I step on. I'm one step closer to my deliverance with every drop of blood in my well. Somebody needs to hear me right now: I refuse to be defeated when God's working on my behalf. And I know it hurts. You're sad and lonely and discouraged. Shake yourself. Look at your enemy and say, "But I won't quit. Because God's doing things I can't understand yet. I can't see it all yet. I don't know how it's all going to work out yet. But when it's over, I'm coming out of this place. This thing I'm going through is bringing me one step closer to houses I didn't build, wells I didn't dig, vineyards I didn't keep, fig trees I didn't plant. This is just part of the process. And hell, if you think I'm going to abort the process just because I don't like the frogs, you got another thing coming. I'm on my way to a city which hath foundations, whose builder and maker is God. I may have to go through some stuff, but I'm not quitting." Because it comes to everybody. Frogs are universal. Faithfulness is not measured in Red Sea moments. Faithfulness is measured when you're tiptoeing through the toads.

So, some plagues just don't have boundaries. But they do have a purpose.

But the next six plagues are bounded by God. I read this text to you earlier; let me do it again. "And I will sever" — God says through Moses to Pharaoh — "I will sever in that day the land of Goshen, in which my people dwell, that no swarms of flies shall be there." Up to now you've gotten used to seeing my people suffer what your people suffer. But tomorrow I'm going to do something new. When I send these swarms of flies in tomorrow, you're going to notice they run up against a barrier, long about Goshen. And you're going to see that I'm going to put a difference between my people and thy people.

This was specifically about the plague of flies, but that declaration occurs again and again over the next six plagues. With every one of them, God points out, "I'm going to draw a line around my people. It's not going to touch them." The swarms of flies stopped at the boundary of their land. Their livestock thrived while the Egyptians' fell over dead. They weren't dressing any boils; they were doing just fine. No hailstones fell on their crops. No hordes of locusts turned aside at their borders — God's people had light while Egypt fumbled around in darkness so thick it could be felt.

Okay, here we go. See if you believe this: it's a good life living for the Lord. I may go through some stuff, but I got it better than they got it out there. Honey, it's a good life living for the Lord.

I can only imagine what the Egyptians felt like. I mean, in their land, dead cattle litter the landscape. People carry the scars of boils. You can't find a pack of Band-Aids in a CVS any place. They've got scars, and trees and all the plants have been beaten to the ground by the hail and then stripped bare by the locusts, and it's too dark to see any of it. Can you imagine one of them talking to an Israelite, and that Israelite goes, "I got a frog"? That Egyptian is going to look at them and go, "What are you whining about? You should see what I'm going through." All I'm telling you is this: we'd probably do good to quit whining about what we're going through and start celebrating what we've been delivered from.

I got nothing to complain about. God's been good to me. God's been good to me. My sins have been washed away in the blood of Calvary. I've been baptized in the name of Jesus. I've been filled with the Holy Ghost and spoke with other tongues. He's building me a mansion that I'm going to get to live in forever. He surrounds me with songs in the night. He gives me a spirit of peace. Are you hearing what I'm telling you? I'm not complaining. God's been good to me. This life is the best life.

I'm 61 years old. Clean living has preserved my youthful appearance. This is all I've known. My earliest memories are waking up, having slept on my daddy's Bible in church, with "red letter edition" stamped across my cheek for about 20 minutes. This is all I've known. I grew up in this. I've lived in this my whole life. Send your sympathy cards to somebody else. I have not been cheated. I have not been deprived. I have not been mistreated. It's the greatest life I know, to be a Jesus-name, holy-living Apostolic.

All right, let me do this. Let me preach to all those young people that were up here a few minutes ago. You're out there somewhere. This is the moment — back when I used to preach youth meetings, I would say, "Listen to Uncle Scotty." Can't do that anymore: "Listen to Grandpa Graham." I rebuke that lie out of hell that says the only person that has a testimony is somebody with needle tracks up their arms — that if you don't go out and do a bunch of ignorance and run around in the drug culture and be a Satanist, then you don't have a testimony. Honey, I tell you what the greatest testimony is: I planted my feet in the church. He didn't have to save me from out of alcohol — He saved me from alcohol. He didn't deliver me out of drugs — He delivered me from drugs. I've got a testimony. It's the grace of God. Come on, young person: plant your feet in the church and say, "This is the greatest life anywhere." I'm blessed. I'm blessed, Brother Smith. I'm blessed. Bless the Lord, O my soul, and forget not all His benefits. Daily He loads us with benefits. Living this life is the greatest life on the planet.

Even Satan had to admit, "You got a hedge around Job. I can't even touch him without Your permission." "The angel of the LORD encampeth round about them that fear Him." God decides what — some plagues don't touch us. Some plagues don't come your way because God has a hedge around about you.

So I thank God. I could preach a lot of that, but I'm not going to. So: three plagues had no boundaries; they touched everyone. Six plagues were bounded by God. But the last plague was bounded by the people.

When God prepared to launch the final plague on Egypt, He did something very unique. He reversed the pattern. For six plagues, they've not been touched by it. And now He says, "Just so you know, this one's going to touch you, too." He lifted that boundary that He had in place, and all of a sudden this one could get to your firstborn just like it gets to the Egyptians' firstborn. He places Israel under its scope. And then He equipped them to turn it aside. Moses gave them these instructions — Exodus 12:21: Moses called all the elders of Israel and said unto them, "Draw out and take you a lamb according to your families, and kill the passover. And ye shall take a bunch of hyssop, and dip it in the blood that is in the basin, and strike the lintel and the two side posts with the blood that is in the basin; and none of you shall go out at the door of his house until the morning. For the LORD will pass through to smite the Egyptians; and when he seeth the blood upon the lintel, and on the two side posts, the LORD will pass over the door, and will not suffer the destroyer to come in unto your houses to smite you."

He essentially says: Moms and dads, outside your home there is a power that is bent on destruction and death. But I will equip you, that if you will just obey me, you can decide if it touches your home or not. There is enough power in your obedience and in the shed blood of the lamb to turn aside the destroyer from your door.

Now, I don't know — maybe I'm a little funny. Probably am. Go off my meds occasionally. It just seems to me that if I'm in Israel, I'm going, "Hey, God, tell you what: why don't You take care of this one? I'll turn the frogs aside." I mean, this one's a little serious. I would just as soon, if I have to handle one of them, I'll deal with the lice; You handle the death. And God says, "No — this is by far and away the most serious thing you'll ever deal with, but it's up to you to decide if it comes in your house or not."

It's going to get ugly about now. It's not up to Pastor Moses to do it for you. And you can't rely on the youth pastor, Joshua, to make sure your kids live right. I want to tell somebody today that God has given you authority to turn hell aside from your door. You can stand in your house and say, "I have obeyed God. I'm covered by the blood. And you have no place here. You can't touch my kids. You can't touch my marriage. You can't touch my home. I decide where this plague stops. I decide if it comes in or if it stays out. I decide if that wickedness comes in our living room or stays out of our home. I decide if this evil comes in or stays out. Because if I let some things in my home, destruction comes with it. And if I keep some things out of my home, then judgment stays outside the home. I get to decide."

You know what your pastor needs? He needs you to call 1-800-RENT-A-SPINE and stop bringing your little angels to church hoping that maybe he'll straighten them out. It's not his job to stop that stuff at your door. That's your job.

Okay. I was preaching at a church located somewhere between the oceans. I'd been there two or three nights, and there's a family that had been there each night. And on Sunday morning they came walking in — teenage girl, probably fourteen-ish. And I will not be inappropriate in any fashion; let's just say she was insufficiently clad. I'm pretty sure I got more material than that hanky. I wasn't upset at her. She's a teenager. She's temporarily dumber than hair. It's okay; she'll grow out of it. We were all teenagers. I wasn't upset at her. I don't expect her to be able to make good choices. But I wanted to go back to her dad and say, "Can I pray for you?" Because you're obviously blind. I don't know how you drove here today. Because there is no way under God's heaven you watched that little girl walk out of her bedroom and head toward your car to come to church, and saw her dressed like that, and thought, "I'll see if the pastor straightens her out." Amen.

I need a little positive affirmation right there. That daddy should have looked at that girl and said, "Darling, I love you. I love you too much to let you go out looking like that. Get back in your bedroom and change your clothes." You know what he's doing? He's planting his feet in the door of that house and saying, "That's not coming in here. I'm stopping that plague outside."

You want a strong family? Come on, moms and dads: stand up against the tide of this world. Stand up against the spirit of this age. Stand up against the cultural drift and say, "We're not going to be idiots, but it's not coming in this house." If you have never looked at your kids and said, "I'm sorry, we don't watch that here" — you probably are not really doing your job yet. "Well, I want my kids to like me." I want my kids to go to heaven. God didn't call you to be their buddy. God called you to be their spiritual leader. And we need somebody to say, "That's not coming in. I get to stop that plague. I get to defy that. Get your hands off my children. Get your hands off my marriage. Get your hands off the peace in our house. Get your hands off my possessions. You're not my authority. You've been crushed under my feet. I walk in victory. I will exercise authority. I'll stop you in your tracks."

And young people, please don't get an attitude when mom and dad try to protect you from this age. "They won't let me do anything." Really? Really? Have you asked them if you can go to prayer meeting? I doubt if they're going to tell you no.

Although I will pause just a minute to say: there's something wrong, moms and dads, when you can get them to every baseball game scattered over five states, but they can't make youth service. Sorry. You'll spend $10,000 a year on hotel bills and travel and equipment and lessons so that he knows how to bat a ball, but you've never given a dollar to missions and taught him that the most important thing is sowing into the kingdom. It's time to stand up, gentlemen. It's time to stand up, ladies, and say, "As for me and my house..."

I'm not really — I'm not trying to be ugly. It just comes natural sometimes.

It's maybe the scariest verse in Scripture that I'm aware of. Oh, we like the first part. I mean, we know the first part: "My people are destroyed for lack of knowledge." But it's that last part that gets me: "Because thou hast rejected knowledge, I will also reject thee, that thou shalt be no priest to me... Seeing thou hast forgotten the law of thy God, I will also forget thy children." That terrifies me. You made the choice; the kids pay the price. I could take you to 10,000 young people that don't know anything about an apostolic heritage because of choices their parents made. I plead with you, sir: plant your feet in the doorway and say that false doctrine is not coming in here, that compromising is not coming in here, that backsliding is not coming in here, that unrighteousness is not coming in here. Hallelujah.

Some years ago, I was very blessed — it's been a long time ago — I did a youth convention (that should tell you) in Botswana, in southern Africa. After the convention was over, we went out on a game drive. It's what most of us would call a safari. They don't call it that, because a safari is typically killing something. This is just looking at them. It's a game drive. It's one of the coolest things I have ever done. It's a zoo in reverse: you're inside the cage; the animals are running around out there free. And twice a day, in the morning and the evening, you leave your cage and you go out amongst them. It's really cool. We're on this flatbed truck. We're not even in an enclosed vehicle. We're just on bench seats on an open-air flatbed truck, and we drive out amongst the predators. And I mean, when I say amongst them, I mean like he's right there, and I'm lying right there, and I'm thinking, "I am a juicy morsel." He's got blood on his muzzle. He just killed something that morning, and I hope he's full. But it was just so cool.

So we're sitting there looking at these lions, and our driver has a gun. Says he's never fired it. That was really encouraging. He said, "What color is a lion?" "Brown. I'll take animal colors for 200, Alex. Brown." He said, "Yeah, but what color are the backs of its ears?" Not anything I've ever pondered. In fact, I'm more focused on claws and teeth right now than the back of his ears. So I kind of get to looking, you know, and the back of a lion's ears — you don't know this — jet black. He said, "Why do you think that is? Poor hygiene?" He said, "Look at the tip of its tail. The tip of its tail is black. Why do you think that is?" I said, "I don't know." He said, "Well, think about it. Maybe I'll tell you later."

So we drive on. We see these antelope — there's 50 gazillion kinds of antelope over there. This antelope, he said, "What color is the antelope?" Well, it's all that tawny brown color, maybe some little white specks in it, except on its flanks, on either side of its tail: it's got a black stripe on either side of its tail. "Why do you think that is, dude? I'm paying you $2,000. You tell me why that is." He said, "Well, think about it." We drive on. We come up on another antelope, same kind of thing, except right on its tail it's got this black stripe. And he said, "Why do you think that is?" I said, "Dude, I'm going to throw you out of this truck if you don't tell. I don't know. I don't know. Tell me. We have no cell signal. I can't even Google and look smart."

He said something to me, Brother Weber, I could not get my pen out fast enough to write this down. He said: "If the adults blend in completely with the world they live in, their young will not know where it's safe to walk." He said, as they walk through the grass, it's on the backs of their ears, because their young are following them, and they maintain some distinctions from the world so their youth will know where to follow.

Sir, it's not about what sin — and it's not about what you can handle. You've got to separate yourself from the spirit of this age, so your young people can say, "That's the kind of man I want to be. That's what a worshipper looks like."

Okay, I'll just put it right in your face. Sir, when's the last time you were the first one to the altar in your Sunday night service? Why don't you jump out of that pew and say, "I'm going to go to the altar, because my kids are watching me, and I want to show them how to get down there"? When's the last time you led the worship — I don't mean from the platform; I mean from the aisle? When's the last time your kids saw you drunk in the Holy Ghost? When's the last time you sat your kids down and said, "We're not going to take that vacation. We're going to go someplace cheaper, because we're giving money to missions"? You've got to set the pattern, sir. You've got to stand your feet in the doorway and say, "The spirit of this age is not invading our home. This is a righteous home. This is an apostolic home. This is a godly home. This is His home." Stand with me.

I've never one time seen a parent of a child who has entered adulthood and has lived for God that says, "You know, if I'd have known he was going to make it, we could have been a little less faithful." But I've seen more than one that had a wayward child that said, "I sure wish I could go back and do a few things different."

Now, you understand me: I fully understand you could be the most righteous, godly person ever, and your kids are going to make their own choices. I get that. This is not meant to condemn anybody — because they will make their own choices. But I'm going to do everything I can to point them the right way while I can. I plead with you parents, if you still have kids at home: I read something the other day that just really shook me. You get 18 years with them, and then, when they move out, collectively in the rest of their life it is unlikely you will spend one year with them. Statistically, across the nation, you probably don't have another year with them, collectively, in time. This is your chance. We're playing for keeps, folks. This is deadly serious. It's about your family.

And you can't say, "Moses, would you come over here and stand in my doorway and turn that thing aside?" Moses said, "No — I give you the instructions. You have to turn it aside." "Well, maybe Joshua, the youth pastor, will come over." Nope. Nope. Nope. It's not Joshua's job either. It's your job. Musicians can come. I'm done right here.

Samuel, go down to Jesse's house and anoint one of his boys king. All right — Eliab. "This one?" No. No. Shammah. Nope. They paraded by, and the Lord tells him, "Not this one. Not this one. Not this one. Do you have another son someplace?" "Oh, yeah. Yeah. We got Dave out there on the back side of the hill watching the sheep." And Samuel says, "Go get him." Watch: he says, "Go get him." And then he turns around, looks at the crowd, and says, "Nobody sits down till he gets here." Why? Here's my theory: while you're waiting for a king to come, you take a stand. Why can't we sit down? Because there's a shadow coming on that doorstep, and it's the king walking in the door — and when he walks in, he's going to find us standing.

My dear brothers and sisters, I see the shadow on the doorstep. There's a King about to come. Why are you so passionate about your family? The King is coming. Why are you this way? The King is coming. Why are you this faithful? The King is coming. Why are you giving to the kingdom? The King is coming. Why do you keep your home righteous? The King is coming. Why do you live separate? The King is coming. And while I'm waiting on Him to come, I'm going to take a stand. And that plague is not coming in my house.

Before I give you any other instructions, I wish you'd throw your hands and head back — hands up and head back — and let your voice come up out of your mouth, and begin to pray for your family. No, I mean out loud, like you're passionate about it. Pray for your kids. Pray for your grandkids. Pray for your marriage. Come on, somebody: fight a little bit. Fight a little bit. Fight a little bit. Press. "Hell, you're not going to destroy my home. You're not going to take my grandbabies. My grandbabies are going to be apostolic. My kids are going to talk in tongues. We're going to be Jesus-name for generations."

I wish some of you would get your kids with you, whether that's up here or back there. I know there's not enough room for anywhere near about everybody, but I wish you'd get your wife and your kids and say, "As for me and my house..." I can't stop the frogs, and God will stop the flies — but I can stop unrighteousness. I can stop worldliness. I can stop unfaithfulness. I can stop that. It's not coming in my house. It's not coming in my house. It's not coming in my house. It's not coming in my house. I'm going to live right — my kids are following me. I'm going to be faithful — my grandkids are watching me. Come on, somebody pray. Pray. Lay hands on your kids, in Jesus' name. Lay hands on your grandbabies, in Jesus' name. Let a prayer break out in the farthest corner of the balcony. Build an altar there tonight that says, "It's not coming in my house. We're not drifting away from this. It's not coming in my house." Come on, pray a generational prayer. Pray a generational prayer. "My kids are going to be saved. My family's going to be apostolic. My marriage is going to survive. Hell is not going to destroy my family." I get to decide that that stays out of my house.